Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 423 The War on the Prairie

Later Wang Hou used to like a movie, "The Lost Ninth Army", but now, he doesn't have to be envious, because he acted it himself.

It is exactly the same as the scene of the siege of the Roman camp in the movie, except that the wooden camp of the Romans was replaced by a snow camp, and the large Roman shield was replaced by a left-handed round shield and plate armor. The heavy infantry, the light infantry crossbowmen in the center, and Wang Hou, the 200 men, formed a small square formation with irregular defenses on three sides, and came out aggressively like a hedgehog.

Wang Hou moved, and Wuhuan, who had been squatting in the heavy snow shell to watch the excitement, finally followed suit with the herdsman soldiers of some tribe.

It’s not that all grassland soldiers fought on horseback. During the Tang Dynasty, there were records of Turkic people dismounting from their horses and forming formations with long spears to fight against the Tang army. Later generations said that they were Eight Banner cavalry, but the official records of the Ming Dynasty were that the infantry of the captives were extremely good!The situation at hand is similar, a two-meter-tall, animal-level Wuhuan warrior roared and raised his bronze battle axe. Amidst the sound of cheering, hundreds of Wuhuan men gave up their war horses. It was stepping on the snow with grinning teeth and walking up to meet him.

Then you are looking for abuse!After being in the cold for a long time, I wanted to move my hands and feet a long time ago. I saw a beast of the animal level leading the team. These messy grassland nomadic infantry charged forward with a very Hanmo special grin. The Qingzhou heavy infantry in the first few rows were all there. Smiling grinningly, he squatted down slightly, and held the ax and gun more tightly with both hands.

Boom ~ Boom ~
After all, they are grassland peoples, the people in front are taking turns with axes, and the people behind are shooting arrows while running. However, compared with the compound bows of the Central Plains, the quality of these grassland bows is obviously very average, which is similar to the bamboo bows of Soochow. Scattered arrows, the heavy infantry puffed up their chests and bowed their heads. Amid the crisp sound of metal collisions, the arrows hit the helmet and the bulging breastplate, and then slid down the breastplate, some of which were actually shattered. Yes, looking at the falling fragments, it turned out to be arrows made from animal bones that had been sharpened.

The first ax didn't work well, but the second ax came again. It was really a big axe. Facing those half-headed Qingzhou heavy infantry, the leading Wuhuan giant roared and swung the bronze ax high.

puff~

not cut...

Not to mention not chopping it, but I also put it in. The bigger the body, the more attack points, and the more than 1000 punctures of the Qingzhou heavy infantry in a day are just kidding with you?The ax didn't wait to be chopped, it rushed towards his chest first, and the guy was so frightened that he hurriedly raised the ax to block it like a fertilized husky, but he ignored his head and let the sharp point of the ax gun hit him hard. It plunged into his right, a bloody hole, the blood spurted out like running water, and the guy fell to the ground.

Not at the level of Long Aotian, but an inch long is an inch strong!There are still two rows of axes and guns more than three meters long, and they are pierced and rounded. In the sound of crackling, most of the 40-odd prairie men who rushed up in the first wave were tragic. They were either stabbed to death on the spot or fell to the ground. It was another scream that was very characteristic of the end of the Han Dynasty, baring its teeth.

But these grassland nomads are really good enough. Seeing that they have suffered a loss, they don't care about those who are injured. They just run away without caring about their buttocks!

The weakness of Wang Hou's phalanx was exposed again. In order to maintain the formation, he would definitely not be able to outrun these messy gadflies, and he wanted to try how many brushes they had and how they played!Wang Hou didn't give the order to chase, nor did he give the order to shoot the arrows. He watched these guys swaying and slipping away for tens of meters.

But the annoying scene came, and when they got back on their horses, these Wuhuan nomads rushed up like cow hooligans, holding their bows and yelling in Wuhuan, who didn't know what they meant, as if they had been beaten just now. The fleeing ones are not like them.

And this time, these guys didn't directly attack. They rode back for more than 40 meters, took the prairie bow at hand, and shot arrow after arrow.

It really feels like being entangled by flies. The tinkling iron arrows and bone arrows are coming. You don’t care. It really wasn't a big threat. Standing facing the crackling arrow rain, the heavy infantry in front frequently looked behind.

"State shepherd?"

After squinting his eyes for a few seconds, Wang Hou also tilted his head: "The crossbowmen are fighting, but they don't shoot in salvo, try to aim for me!"

"As ordered!"

Annoyed by the arrows for a long time, all the light infantrymen whose archery hands were callused also grinned sharply and squinted their eyes with the characteristics of the end of Han Dynasty, and aimed at the Wuhuan archers who were shooting happily.

For a bow, 40 meters is a projectile, but for a crossbow, it is within the range of precision strikes. The first one has a small nose and small eyes, and a row of bone armor like a goblin shaman is hanging on his body. When the scrubbers threw the arrows in the quiver on the Qingzhou army's head, the five crossbowmen who had disliked him for a long time pulled the crossbow together.

In the swishing sound, the five crossbows hit three arrows, one pierced his thigh, one pierced his chest, and another crossbow just gave him a headshot. The back fell off.

The accuracy of the crossbow arrows is really higher than that of the bow. Two hundred crossbowmen, those who shoot the air and those who shoot such a few arrows shoot one person, one round of aiming design, and more than 40 of them are killed. Once again, there is a scream , Hundreds of nomadic archers ran away again.

You know it's great!Then you should fuck off!Holding his shoulders, Wang Hou looked triumphantly at them shaking their buttocks up and down.

However!This group of guys didn't know if they belonged to huskies, so they ran away for a while, patted their chests in shock, and came back after a while.

But this time, they were more cautious. They came up in the twenties sparsely, ran 50 meters away, shot an arrow and ran away. After running far, they saw that the Qingzhou Army did not chase, and ran back to shoot an arrow.

No wonder it is so difficult for the infantry of the farming peoples in the Central Plains to fight these vagrants. He doesn’t have to fight you head-on, he just shoots an arrow and runs away. Don’t look at Wang Hou’s army has no serious casualties so far. Some of them are skin trauma. How many troops in the world are Wearing two layers of forged armor?If you chase and fail to catch up, you can only suffer casualties passively. If you can't kill yourself once, you will shoot you for a day. Sooner or later, your morale will collapse and you will die.

And let alone others, now Wang Hou has nothing to do with the slippery Wuhuan brigade cavalry like these loaches, all his cavalry went to fight Gongsun Kang, frowning for a minute, Wang Hou waved forward angrily.

"Shooting, the one with the best score goes forward, two heavy infantry guard one, let me aim at him, come and shoot one by one!"

Fortunately, the Qingzhou Army is well-trained. A total of 45 people were sent forward. Two heavy infantrymen raised their spears to defend, and one light infantryman carried a crossbow. As they rushed over, the light infantry with their crossbows pointed at them slammed the trigger, and the horses screamed, and they knocked down another four or five!
However, under Wang Hou's irritated look around, this group of guys collapsed in fright just like the Skaven, but after a while, their morale recovered again, and the formation ran up in a more scattered formation.

"Damn it, come slowly! Let's see who can shoot the other!"

(End of this chapter)